Out of the school

[alt_mcgonagall]

I am at the club in London.

It is quite odd to be out of the school. It has been some time. I should have thought to be grateful for the break - the students have been more than a handful, with the extreme measures to stop the spread of the plague. However, I'm finding it rather boring. Having completed my various tasks, I am alone, and the library leaves something to be desired. I recall now why I use the club so relatively little.

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[alt_lucius]

I think that's part of what caused Narcissa's over-reaction yesternight. It's unfortunate that Draco could not visit over the Christmas hols.

Nonthless, you're quite right: In her saner moments, she knows - as I'm sure do most parents - that we have raised our son to be independent and self-sufficient.

It was odd to see him so put out for so long, after the mixup at Christmas.

Oh. Wanted to ask you about Ptolemy. He's adjusting to his sudden change of status? Ari hoped it wouldn't go to his head, being named prefect mid-term.

[alt_mcgonagall]

Hasn't gone to his head. He's frightned of it I think, which is only appropriate.

[alt_mcgonagall]

As a non sequetur, what ever has happened to Narcisa?

[alt_lucius]

Oh, she's heartily embarrassed. Apparently she broke out in a bad case of hives. Fletcher says it was brought on by nervous tension and a measure of hypochondria (since she was at hospital visiting her niece when Coote was brought in).

She refuses to allow me back in to the Manor until her skin has cleared. I ask you!

I suppose it's my just desserts for marrying the most beautiful witch in England, but there are times I find it's simply best not to examine her mind too closely.

I think it's time to turn in.